Emma gritted her teeth and said abruptly, "That's right! If you're lucky this time, you're not necessarily lucky next time. I will convince you and make you my follower! Run away, I'll see how long you can escape! Zhang Yuan seemed to smile and said, "Why should I run away?" Emma sneered: "You don't run away? Are you ready to meet my army? I lost this time! Don't worry, I won't trouble you about this. But in the future, boy, be careful not to fall into my hands! Emma squinted her eyes and said fiercely.

Zhang Yuan smiled, let go of the panting Emma, and immediately disappeared into the gradually darkening jungle. Emma looked at the black shadow that disappeared in the distance, and shook her head in frustration, she knew that the boy was very strong, and he would be stronger in the future, he was far from his opponent, and he would not belong to him.

It was almost dark, and after dark, it was the world of all kinds of zergs, so Emma immediately ran to her command chariot. The four wheels of the command vehicle spun at the same time, and in the screeching sound of tire rubbing, the command vehicle rushed out, overtaking the villain chariot all the way, and soon rushed to the front of the convoy. As soon as it arrived in front of the convoy, the command vehicle roared even more, and the speed increased again, speeding away.

Just after noon, it was still very hot in the wilderness, even though the stars were always hidden behind the clouds.

In the fairly flat wilderness, two dilapidated and dilapidated load tanks with all failed attack systems roared and struggled to crawl forward. The tank, which had no ceiling at all, was filled with people, and even on top of the wheelhouse, two people, holding the standard Marine Corps rifle that had been in use for more than a hundred years, scanned the seemingly endless wilderness with alarm. The tank was followed by more than thirty people, who were fat or thin, dressed in everything, and had all kinds of weapons in their hands, and even a few Protoss warriors. Their eyes glazed over, they walked mechanically forward in the sweltering heat.

Since the time of the Juggernaut War, after the Juggernaut's counterattack blow destroyed all the Terran and Protoss' aircraft and air force, the energy has been exhausted, and the weapons of the Protoss have been vulnerable in front of the weapons of the Terrans, and now even the Protoss Dragon Knight is holding automatic firearms in his hands. Energy weapons, on the other hand, have become the last reserve deterrent weapons of the major group armies and organizations.

The two tanks were at opposite ends of the line, with the front opening and the rear pressing the formation to prevent the middle from escaping. Zhang Yuan held the eye-catching modified foot gun in his arms and leaned against the wall baffle. As the vehicle moved, he couldn't stop shaking, and he sat in the corner of the tank behind him, taking a decent position. There were a few other people in the car who were on the side alone, like him, and they were all vicious guys. As for the rest of the people in the car, they had to huddle together. Those fierce-looking guys were all powerful warriors with low-level or even mid-level abilities, and it could be said that no one in this improvised team wanted to provoke them.

And Zhang Yuan, who is much thinner, can also get the same treatment, which comes from the modified step gun in his hand. These veterans who have survived many battles know that in the heat of battle, snipers can often save their lives. They don't want to let the sniper's body be wasted on the road.

So Zhang Yuan didn't have to do anything, he could sit on the tank and close his eyes and rest. Zhang Yuan's body has been completely relaxed, but his brain has not stopped, he is repeatedly thinking about his development direction in this world. Although it is different from the previous two magical worlds, this world is still a world where you can increase your strength. It's just that the general magic and fighting spirit can't be used in this world, but the strength, agility, strength, and reaction ability of his body have improved a lot.

Zhang Yuan was seriously thinking about this question. When it comes to improving his strength, Zhang Yuan is as precise and serious as a machine, and there will never be any emotional fluctuations.

Now Zhang Yuan has long been destitute, of course, ammunition or armor that is already somewhat tattered is not among them. Seriously speaking, these things are treasures that only a poor mercenary like Zhang Yuan will cherish, and people like Emma who are at the top of the big group army can't look down on them at all.

Zhang Yuan found a large Protoss settlement that he had been to before, and took on a task to clear out the Protoss warriors. In the wasteland, compared to the increasingly dominant Terrans, the fallen Protoss warriors are everywhere, and they seem to be more and more, and they will never be cleared out. Now the relatively strong Protoss has begun to cooperate with humans, and the few who are unwilling to cooperate are either exterminated by the Terrans or go to remote places to survive. And the large group of low-level Protoss warriors have become tribe-based, robbing everywhere and becoming robbers.

The remuneration for this task is very meager, and a soldier like Zhang Yuan, who brings his own professional equipment and has ability, gets the first level of remuneration, which is only a hundred yuan. Those armed Terran and Protoss warriors who walked between the two tanks and had nothing but weapons and relatively strong bodies would be the first line of the charge on the battlefield, and their remuneration would be no more than twenty yuan.

But there were still several times more people who signed up than needed, and most of them only had the steel spikes of the Protoss warriors as weapons. The leader of the colony had only selected thirty strong men of the armed human race and the god race, and his budget was very limited.

The meaning of money is different for everyone. For these strong men of the Terran and Protoss races, twenty yuan means that they don't have to worry about food for a month, and as for living, they can sleep everywhere in the wilderness. Some of the settlements are sheltered from the wind and rain. And one hundred yuan is only the price of twenty modified bullets for Zhang Yuan. Even if he didn't go on a mission, when Zhang Yuan wandered alone in the wilderness, he would consume dozens of bullets a day.

Zhang Yuan is now completely poor, and he can no longer return to the Wenla base to take on the task, so he took over this task with a ridiculously low pay.

Zhang Yuan slowly adjusted the state of his body, his breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature began to slowly decrease, and he wanted to save every part of his body. Since arriving at the settlement, he has not replenished his food, and his water has long since been empty. Only after this battle will there be money for food and water. Zhang Yuan didn't raid the Protoss warriors in the wasteland, but the raiding targets did not include settlements that would become employers.

Perhaps in this day and age, survival is the only principle. But when he has the power to do it, Zhang Yuan is still willing to stick to some of his principles, such as maintaining his own righteousness and morality in this chaotic and power-supreme era.

After the convoy had been on the road for a full three hours, the terrain had begun to become rough, and not far away was a collapsing highway, and abandoned Terran bunkers could be seen from time to time. After marching for so long, I didn't see the shadow of the Protoss warriors at all, even the soldiers on the tanks became listless, and the strong men of the armed human race and the protoss who walked on their own feet were close to exhaustion.

Zhang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes! His heart beat vigorously, his body temperature rose rapidly, and in just a few seconds, Zhang Yuan was fully awake from his near-hibernation state and entered his pre-battle state. Several veterans in the same car were also old birds who had repeatedly struggled on the line of life and death, and when they saw Zhang Yuan's changes, they immediately became alert and looked to both sides.

Click! A dull, impactful thud sounded suddenly. Immediately, there were several fist-sized holes in the body of the tank that hit the head, and a large dark red liquid was splashed on the glass of the cab, which snaked down and bloody air. The strong men of the armed human race and the god race in the center of the convoy also fell in rows.

The commander of the team jumped out of the cab of the tank behind, fell to the ground and shouted: "Damn it! When did the Protoss robbers have a heavy machine gun! Get down, bunnies, get down! Sniper, take out those damn Protoss guys for me! ”

Before the end of his shouting had completely disappeared, a brutal sound echoed over the convoy, and in the abandoned bunker built by the Terrans a hundred meters away, the heavy machine that spewed tongues of fire stopped, and a Protoss wearing golden battle armor fell with blue blood on his eyebrows.